Chapter 1449

Mandela looked around suspiciously.

The towering and gorgeous buildings, the crowded streets, and the beautiful piano sound from nowhere... This strange scene confused Mandela.

Not long ago, she was locked in the tower where she couldn't get out. Why did she appear here in the blink of an eye?

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the front. Mandela vaguely saw two children under the age of 10 chasing and playing.

The little girl in red dress chased a little boy with some baby fat. He pretended to drink hard and said, "Yada, you have already arrived at the Ocean theater, and you have heard the teacher's piano. How dare you escape? If the teacher finds out, you will be punished for copying music scores!"

ADA turned his head, and his smiling eyes became crescent moons. While sticking out his tongue, he said in a milky voice: "I won't go! A little!"

After Yada finished, he turned and ran in the direction of Mandela.

It's like a greasy little milk cat. For a moment, it didn't notice and directly hit Mandela.

Mandela frowned and subconsciously wanted to throw ADA out, but at this time, ADA "ouch".

The little milk sound made Mandela's arm, which had been forced, relax a little. She stiffened. Instead of throwing Yada out, she let Yada hit herself. Yada was hit by a counter force and fell to the ground.

He was crying for pain. Shanni had appeared beside Yada and twisted Yada's ear: "you're so bold now. You think the teacher hurts you and rely on it? When you go back, I think you dare to scare those who come..." are the gifted people trying?

Halfway through her words, Shanni seemed to think of something and turned her head to look at the man hit by ADA.

She is preparing to apologize and take ADA to the Ocean theater. But when she saw the man that ADA had hit, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"You... Who are you? Why haven't you seen you before?" Sunny looked at the woman suspiciously.

Nowadays, there are more and more people in Chuxin city. Shanni may not remember everyone's names. But she is very sensitive to her appearance. Even if she can't remember some people's names, she will have an impression as long as she has met in Chuxin city.

But the person in front of her, her memory database, is completely empty.

With long hair and shawl and elegant face, it looks like an aristocratic family background. However, her body was shrouded in a gloomy feeling, which made sunny feel a little familiar.

If sunny has seen such a conspicuous appearance, she must be impressed.

"Is the big sister new?" ADA also raised his head, covered his battered forehead and asked in a small milk voice.

Mandela was stared at by the two children. She was suddenly nervous. What is a newcomer? Where the hell is this? She wanted to ask, but at last she didn't say anything. She turned and ran to the other end of the street at a very fast speed.

Shanni and ADA looked at each other suspiciously, and the same meaning appeared in their eyes: what's the situation of this man?

"Want to... Chase her?" ADA hesitated.

Shanni glared at Yada angrily: "what are you chasing? There are new arrivals in this period of time. They must have been instigated by those people. It's estimated that they have some special intention. We don't have to take care of it. Naturally, someone will deal with it."

If angel were here, she would nod her head in affirmation to sunny. Sunny's insight is really very good.

"What are we doing now?" ADA whispered subconsciously.

Shanni smiled grimly, twisted ADA's ear and pulled him up: "the most important thing now, of course, is to take you to see Mr. Jon!"

"No -- yes -- ah --"

The fierce cry broke through the sky, gently lasted for countless turns, and finally turned into heavy shackles and fell on the poor ADA.

Meanwhile, in a dark alley, Mandela also heard the scream.

So miserable, could it be that she had encountered an accident... Countless terrible consequences flashed in her heart. Mandela couldn't help but darken her eyes and went to the entrance of the alley and looked out.

But when I saw the little girl before, she pinched the ear of a little boy named Yada and threatened, "call again and hurry to learn the piano for me!"

As he spoke, he dragged ADA into the Ocean theater.

Mandela also noticed that the beautiful piano sound she had heard before came from the Ocean theater.

Mandela unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief: "it turned out that he just went to learn the piano. He thought he had encountered an accident."

But when he was relieved, Mandela was suddenly stunned: why should I worry about a little child?

Not only did this question come to mind, but another question hovered in my mind: why should I run?

The first problem is that Mandela is still confused about his confused thoughts; But the second question, she has a faint answer in her heart.

When the girl asked her, Mandela unconsciously wanted to respond with sarcasm, which is the nature of her being affected by the dead in recent years. But when she was about to speak, Yada's little milk voice appeared in her ear. She was stunned and suddenly realized that she was not facing a group of undead full of negative energy, but two innocent children.

She couldn't control her tone, so she ran away.

It's an absurd reason, but it's not an excuse. It's a subconscious reaction of Mandela, who hasn't been in contact with outsiders for many years.

Even after she fled and hid in this dark alley, it was her subconscious reaction. The bustling buildings outside and the laughing crowd are like walking light sources, so comfortable and enviable... The darkness in her heart keeps coming out.

So Mandela hid in a dark alley and curled up in a corner, as if she could find her own comfort circle.

Mandela leaned against the mottled wall and slumped on the dry ground, his eyes full of distraction.

What happened to her? Why does the mood suddenly become a little worried about gain and loss? Just because of those two children who don't have all their hair?

Mandela rubbed her temples. With the comfortable press, Mandela felt more comfortable. But in the twinkling of an eye, her pupils shrank slightly and her body trembled——

Why can I feel my body? Why is it real?

Mandela suddenly turned around and slapped the wall hard. A real "pa pa" sound, accompanied by the falling wall ash, made her look a little embarrassed.

"Why can't I go through the wall?"

For a long time, Mandela looked at the gray sky and was full of confusion: where is this?

Is she like the little girl under the cemetery? By those hateful Wizards? Are you in illusion?

But the dreamland under the cemetery is so fragile and easy to see through, but now she can't see through, even where she is.

All feelings seem to be true, even the body is true.

Most importantly, she could not even perceive her own soul energy, as if she had really become an ordinary person. No, she is really an ordinary person now and has no ability.

Mandela sat in the corner, lost his mind for a long time, and his impetuous mind gradually calmed down.

She began to think carefully about what happened before she came to this prosperous city.

She remembered that she was locked in a tower that could not get out. She was locked there for several days. There was nothing there. The only place where she could interact with the outside world was a glass window that could not be pushed open.

Through the glass window, Mandela can see a green forest in the distance, which is completely different from the dark situation of black castle.

She sat by the window and occasionally heard the cries of animals from the forest.

Close to the tower is an open-air library. Book shelves are placed on the lawn at random, with a scattered beauty.

No one came into the library. Until not long ago, two hateful humans came in.

One of them is angel.

After that, Mandela didn't remember very clearly. She only remembered sitting silently in a corner of the tower, recalling the scenes before her death, hoping to use the tragedy to make herself degenerate again.

Even if her soul state makes her very comfortable, there is no terrible whisper in her ears, no sense of anxiety, relaxed and comfortable... But she doesn't want to sink in this comfort, and her desire for revenge has not been solved at all.

But no matter how she recalls her feelings before death, she still can't degenerate.

When she was discouraged, she vaguely felt that there seemed to be changes around her. Soon after that, she heard angel's familiar voice: "hatred and obsession are the two towers built in your heart. You don't need to dismantle the two towers, but why don't you try to make your life easier?"

Mandela remembered that he wanted to retort, "live easier? I'm dead. I can't live easier."

But before she spoke, angel's voice came again: "why don't you dream... Live."

The graceful and comfortable whisper made Mandela feel a little numb on her scalp. She couldn't even remember what angel said: dream... Where?

Is this a dream? If it's a dream, should I be able to wake up?

Mandela tossed and turned for a long time, but she didn't feel like she was in a dream at all. It seems that she was either trapped by the profound magic, or angel threw her into this strange city.

Mandela closed her eyes and wondered what she should do next?

When she was trapped in that tower, all she wanted was to get out. But now she's out, but she's a little confused.

Unconsciously, Mandela thought of angel's words in her mind——

"Why don't you try and make your life easier?"

Mandela shook his head violently. Angel is not a good man. He is also standing on the side of black castle. Why should he listen to him!

After getting rid of the tedious thoughts, Mandela had to face reality again.

Where should she go now?